Teen wolf~Stiles Stilinski

{four}

Scott and I walk into the back of the animal clinic.

I saw Scott lifts up his shirt and see the scratch that Derek gave him.

I frowned. "Why isn't it healing?"

"Because it's from an Alpha." We turn and see Deaton.

Scott and I shared look then look back at Deaton.

"They're coming back, so we don't have much time to talk." He picks up a bottle and cotton swab.

"What is that?" Scott asked.

"Rubbing alcohol. You don't want it to get infected, do you?" Deaton said.

I look at Scott who shake his head.

"You will heal the same, just not as quickly, because of Derek." He said as he put the rubbing alcohol on Scott's wound.

Just great.

"Okay, how do you know all this?" Scott asked confused. Actually it I'm interested too.

"It's longer story. What can I tell you both, is that I know about your kind." He bandages Scott's wound. "Your kind? I can help. This." He points over to the death body the lizard creature attacked. "This somehting different."

"Well, do you know what did it?" I asked.

"No, but the Argents will. And this is crucial part, they'll have a record or book. It'll have descriptions, histories, notations, of all the things that discoverd." Deaton said.

"All the things? How many different things are there?" Scott asked. That exactly what I wanted to say.

THIRD POV

When Deaton was going to answer they hear a car pull up. Then they see hunters walks in.

Uh oh.

Gerard and his hunters walks in with Chris along side them as they walked into the back room.

"I'm starting to think I need to buy a more prominent 'closed' sign." Deaton said.

"Hello Alan. It's been a while. The last I heard, you had retired." Gerard said.

"Last I heard you followed a code of conduct." Deaton said.

"If you hadn't noticed, this body is one of ours." Chris said.

As they talking Valeria and Scott  are hiding behind the door.

"I did, I also noticed the gunpowder residue on his finger tips. So don't assume I will be swayed by your philosophy just 'cause I'll answer a few questions." Deaton said.

"He was only 24." Chris said.

"Killers come in all ages." Deaton said as he looked over at Gerard.

"All ages, sizes, shapes. It's the last one that concerns us." Said Gerard.

"How about you tell us what you found?" Said Chris.

"See this cut?" He turns the body's head to the side, revealing a small cut. "Precise. Almost surgical. This isn't wound that killed him. This had a more interesting purpose." Deaton said.

"Relating to the spine." Gerard said.

"That's right. Whatever made this cut, it's laced with a paralytic toxin, potent enough to disable all motor functions." He points to the deep claw marks on the chest. "These are the cause of death. Notice the patterns on each side."

"Five for each finger." Chris said.

"Each claws." Said Gerard.

"As you can see, it dug in, slashed upward, eviscerating the lungs and slicing through the bone of the rib cage with ease." Said Deaton.